Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Husband's Lies, Mistress's Son
My world crumbled when I saw my husband, Arthur, across the street with his mistress, Karin, and a son who was his spitting image. For years, he' d told me he wasn' t ready for a family. It was all a lie. But the true horror began at my own awards ceremony. Karin' s son, coached to hate me, rushed the stage and attacked me. The assault caused me to miscarry the baby Arthur swore he never wanted. As I lay bleeding on the stage, my husband didn't help. He shoved me aside, his eyes blazing with fury. "You monster!" he roared, scooping up his son and leaving me shattered in front of everyone. Later, Karin cornered me, her voice a triumphant whisper. "I made sure you'd lose the baby." Then, she pushed me off a cliff into the churning ocean below. But I didn't die. A fisherman pulled me from the water, broken but alive. As the world mourned the "accidental drowning" of Elenora Dawson, I made a call to the Vienna Conservatory. "I accept."/1/102285/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d7389d53d151757bebe6bca67338654&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Ruin: The Photographer's Comeback
I was the daughter of a wealthy tycoon, deeply in love with my fiancé, Conrad. But on our wedding day, he arrested my father. My ten-year relationship was a lie. He was an FBI agent, and my best friend, Bonny, was his accomplice. The betrayal shattered me. I was forced into electroshock therapy, which erased my talent for architectural design-the one thing that was truly mine. My life fell apart. After a failed suicide attempt, I was saved by a kind stranger and my father's last words. I rebuilt my life from the ashes, becoming a successful photographer. Years later, Conrad reappeared, full of fake regret, begging for a second chance. I looked at the man who had destroyed me and compared him to a cat that had once bitten me. "I forgave you," I told him, "but I will never trust you again." My friend Corey, acting as my fake husband, defended my honor by punching Conrad in the face. Eventually, Conrad's career imploded due to a scandal involving Bonny. He was ruined. As for me? I was in Paris, my photography career soaring, when I picked up a sketchbook. Miraculously, the lines flowed. My gift was returning. I was finally in control of my own story./0/86172/coverorgin.jpg?v=5b2ae764d149cdaf49667730cf8caba5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire And His Fake Wife
Ten years after leaving Harmony Creek, I returned to my quiet Midwest hometown, a Silicon Valley success story ready to settle my parents' estate and close a chapter. But the moment I walked into the bank, preparing to handle their accounts, my carefully constructed world shattered with two words: "Outstanding loan." A $400,000 loan, in my name, secured by my childhood home, backed by a forged signature and an even more shocking forgery: a marriage certificate to a woman I' d never seen. Before I could even process the absurdity, I found a party in full swing at my parents' house, celebrating the new owners-the very people who had defrauded me, now publicly accusing me of abandoning my "wife" and "son." My phone exploded with a coordinated online smear campaign, labeling me a "deadbeat," followed by a fake resignation email sent to my company, trying to strip me of my career. Who was behind this intricate web of lies, and why were they so determined to erase me from existence, from my own life? Stripped of my identity, my property, and my reputation, a cold clarity settled in; I wasn' t just a victim-I was being systematically dismantled, and I would use every skill at my disposal to fight back./1/112297/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd4b2598d8e34bb6161e0790fb75aa0b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Reborn Heiress: Betting On Chaos
I woke up gasping for air, my fingers clawing at a neck that was smooth instead of bruised. The air smelled of lavender and expensive starch, not the metallic tang of blood and the mold of the basement where I had just died. A text flashed on my phone from Derrick, the man I thought was the love of my life: "Good morning, my angel. I can't wait to see you tonight." The heart emoji mocked me, a remnant of a girl who was once stupid, blind, and pathetically in love. In my past life, I was the perfect, submissive fiancée. I didn't realize the "vitamins" Derrick gave me were actually a cocktail of drugs designed to keep me foggy and compliant while he and my own uncle dismantled my father’s company. I stood by him as my parents died in a "car accident" that I now know was a murder he orchestrated. By the time I realized I was married to the devil, he had already stripped me of my wealth, my family, and finally, my breath. I stared at the gold-embossed calendar on the vanity: June 12, 2014. The day of our engagement party. The day I originally signed my life away to a monster who saw me as nothing more than a bank account to be drained. I felt a cold, sharp rage replace the terror. I wasn't going to be the victim this time. I wasn't going to take his pills or wear the modest, pastel dress he chose to make me look like a saint. "I need a match," I whispered to the most dangerous man in the city, Branch Brewer, as I gripped his tie in a hotel hallway. "I want to spend your money until Derrick chokes on it. I want to watch his empire crack." Reborn on the morning of the gala, I’ve traded my white lace for black silk. The guest list is set, the press is waiting, and Derrick thinks he’s about to win it all. He has no idea that the "fragile" girl he murdered is back to burn his world to the ground./0/75065/coverorgin.jpg?v=66b37eb8b1c7502e6e58caeab2c07925&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows In The Fire
The past and present are on a collision course, when the fates of two women, born hundreds of years apart, intertwine in a story of magic and the power of love... In the present, Faye Bennet, haunted by dreams of a woman burning at the stake, returns to the village of her childhood, to seek answers and escape an abusive marriage. Unbeknownst to her, her return will awaken the vengeance of an evil, hundreds of years old and she will have to face the truth buried deep in her soul. 230 years earlier, Mathilda, mother, wife and witch, fights to protect her coven and her young daughter from a demonic entity, parading as a warrior of God and in doing so, puts her own life at risk. How far will she go to protect the ones that she loves? Little does either Faye or Mathilda know, but their stories will entwine through the threads of time, sending both of them hurtling towards danger and perhaps a chance to undo an ancient evil, once and for all./1/112610/coverorgin.jpg?v=4634b292021748ac80300569dc0daa5f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Obsession: Catching His Savior
Jessie Compton harbored a lethal, burning secret in her veins, forcing her to live as a ghost on the fringes of society. When her volatile blood spiked to a boiling point, she fled into the woods and stumbled upon a dying billionaire, his veins turned to ice by a synthetic toxin. To stop herself from literally combusting, she made a desperate gamble: she cut their wrists and mixed her fire-blood with his poisoned ice. The insane transaction saved them both, but it unleashed an absolute nightmare. Bryce Hogan woke up completely cured, but violently obsessed with the anomaly that had invaded his system. He deployed a private army, thermal drones, and limitless wealth to hunt her down. He tracked her across state lines, shattered her carefully built new identity, and cornered her in an underground Las Vegas black market. "Find her! I want her found!" His men ruthlessly closed in, leaving her battered, bleeding, and with a cracked rib as she barely escaped his terrifying pursuit. With only three vials of inhibitor left to keep her body from catching fire, Jessie was exhausted and desperate. She couldn't understand why the man she had saved was hunting her with such a predatory, suffocating intensity. What exactly had her blood awakened in him, and why did he look at her with a chilling mix of absolute terror and dark obsession? Sitting on a midnight bus heading into the desert, Jessie tightened her grip on her tactical knife. She was finally out of places to hide, which meant the billionaire was about to find out exactly how dangerous a cornered ghost could be./0/85390/coverorgin.jpg?v=de4656f7e8428791ae5e1662a7966cbf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Betrayal To Billions: Her Return
The last thing I remembered was the cold, unforgiving pavement rushing up to meet me. A screech of tires, a flash of headlights, and then a profound, empty silence. My life, a cascade of public humiliation and private despair, was over. It all started at the fashion show, the one where my former best friend, Chloe, stood on the runway, wearing a dress that was a near-perfect copy of my signature design. My own design. Chloe' s powerful family painted me as a jealous, unstable wannabe. My revered mentor turned his back on me. Then Mark, my fiancé, delivered the final blow, breaking our engagement, calling me a failure. I lost everything: my reputation, my love, my financial stability. My death was a footnote in a story that was no longer mine. How could I have been so naive, so blind? How could they have moved so ruthlessly to destroy me, to steal everything I had? The crushing loneliness, the descent into poverty and obscurity, all culminating on that dark, wet street. Then, a sharp, disorienting pull. I gasped, my eyes flying open. I was sitting in the front row of the annual Laurent Gala, my hands smooth, my dress my own design. On stage, Chloe was bowing, wearing the stolen dress. It was the night my life had spiraled into ruin. I was back. I had been given a second chance. Not this time./1/100721/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d5bbf15a75ec3ed71c7a51fd6a7d763&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Secret Lover To Shining Star
For ten years, I was the secret girlfriend of my billionaire boss, Arthur. When my mother needed an emergency $50,000 surgery to save her life, I went to him, believing he would help. He coldly refused, citing "company policy" and sending me to his executive assistant, Deanne. She deliberately delayed the loan application. My mother died. When I confronted him, I found him with Deanne, who was wearing a dress he'd bought for me. He didn't just side with her-he fired me on the spot. He called me a gold digger and a slut in front of the entire office. I later learned Deanne had spent a decade sabotaging my career and withholding my bonuses, ensuring I'd never have the money to be independent. And Arthur had let her. But they underestimated me. As I walked out of that office for the last time, I made a call to the one man who had silently protected me for years. And when he answered, he didn't just offer me the money. He offered me a new life./1/115739/coverorgin.jpg?v=b7682809fa9366d0b08f1d2b8c26c664&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage To The Secret Tycoon
Kathern was forced out of her sister's home by her abusive brother-in-law, who violently demanded she pay half the rent or get out. To protect her sister from his rage, Kathern agreed to a six-month paper marriage with a stranger—an old woman's grandson, Bronson—in exchange for a simple apartment. But her new husband treated her like a scheming gold digger from the very first second. He showed up to City Hall in a cheap suit, shoved a brutal prenup in her face, and dumped her in a completely empty, dust-filled apartment. "Just don't cause any trouble," he warned coldly, before leaving her alone. When Kathern politely texted him to ask if he was coming home for dinner, he immediately blocked her number. Kathern was furious and baffled. She didn't want a dime of his money, nor did she care about his boring middle-management job. She had only agreed to this marriage for a place to sleep, yet this arrogant man treated her like absolute garbage. Refusing to swallow the insult, Kathern immediately dialed his grandmother to expose his behavior. She was going to build her own independent life, completely unaware that her "cheap corporate loser" of a husband was actually the ruthless billionaire CEO of the Vaughan empire./0/17966/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250115115655&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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From Jilted Bride To Ruthless Queen
On the ninety-ninth time I tried to marry the man I'd loved for twenty-five years, he stood me up at the altar. I went to the courthouse to marry a stranger out of spite, only to find out I was already married. My fiancé, Alexander, had forged the papers, wedding me to his driver to appease his mistress. But his betrayal was more than just a lie. He locked me in a hospital morgue, forced me to kneel before her, and stood by as she had me stabbed and thrown off a cliff. As I lay bleeding at the bottom of a ravine, I finally understood that our twenty-five years of love meant nothing. I was just an obstacle to be discarded. But as I was about to die, a helicopter descended from the sky. The man who came down was Case Dyer-my legal husband and Alexander's biggest rival. He saved my life, and I made a new vow. I would fake my death, return as a queen, and burn Alexander's world to the ground./0/85860/coverorgin.jpg?v=155ad68ebaa5d185a0a9b661459e1609&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fall From Perfect Love
The acceptance letter to my dream university felt heavy in my hands, a tangible symbol of not just my future, but the perfect life I was building with Lucas Reed. Then, everything shattered; drugs, a blurry night, and the horrifying realization that I had been violated, photos and videos spread like wildfire across every platform. My scholarship vanished, university admission rescinded, and my world crumbled as the public shame led to my father's fatal heart attack and my mother's desperate jump from the library roof-all because of Lucas's twisted revenge. How could the boy I loved, who claimed to love me, orchestrate such a monstrous plot? Four years later, encountering Lucas on a dirty street corner while barely surviving, an insidious plan began to brew, turning my survival into a calculated weapon for absolute destruction./1/114488/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa43b39e60420d15cd8cac089b56e0d4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, My Betrayer: Now I Shine
My life was a constant calculation of cents, a future sacrificed for Nathan's endless, failing business debts. I stood in the freezing discount supermarket, weighing two packages of ground turkey, my medical school dreams sixty days past due. Then, a diamond necklace, shaped exactly like the starburst I designed, caught the light around a woman's neck, just before she purred, "Nathan, you are such a bad man." The ground turkey slipped from my numb fingers, hitting the dirty floor with a wet thud. Only last night, Nathan sat at our wobbly kitchen table, eating instant ramen, complaining about server costs. Now, his "strict landlord" Mr. Miller was chauffeuring this wealthy woman, Sloan, in a Rolls Royce. My entire existence for the past five years, a meticulously built lie, crashed down around me. I zoomed in on Sloan’s social media, my eyes burning as I saw the tiny "N" engraved on the starburst pendant. My body went numb, the crushing sadness replaced by a terrifying, absolute void. This wasn't some bankrupt loser; this was a monster who had swallowed me whole. I texted my old college roommate, Maya, with a single, chilling command: "Tear his life down to the studs. I want to see his true face."/1/102286/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a14b434b943234ccdb9aedbd5b62e5a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Deafened By His Hateful Words
For eight years, I gave up my family fortune and my hearing to help my boyfriend, Emiliano Reed, become a rock star. I was his muse, his guardian angel, the silent partner in his success. Then, a miracle happened: my hearing returned. Just in time to catch him with a college student, and hear him call me a "burden" and a "charity case." The betrayal didn't end there. When his new girl wrecked the vintage car my late father gave me, I confronted her at the police station. Emiliano rushed in, not to defend me, but to protect her. He shoved me so hard I hit the floor, and the world went silent again. My hearing was gone, for a second time, because of him. "Are you deaf?" he roared at me, furious that I wouldn't just forgive him. "I gave you everything! It was exhausting, suffocating!" I looked at the man I had sacrificed everything for, the man who had just destroyed me all over again. He had no idea I'd heard every single, hateful word. "No, Emiliano," I said, my voice clear and steady. "The question is, are you deaf? Or are you just a coward?"/1/101191/coverorgin.jpg?v=49d90f91ceb73e4713cc408f9334f4fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge on My Ex-Husband After Three Years
In the third year of my marriage to Wilbur, my family's business collapsed overnight. He threw the divorce papers in my face, his gaze cold and dismissive. "A useless spendthrift like you has no right to be my wife anymore." His friends laughed heartily beside him, "Wilbur, you finally got rid of that burden." Without a word, I signed the papers, left with nothing, and disappeared without a trace from their lives. Everyone believed I loved him to the point of self-deprecation, that I couldn't live without him, and would certainly wait for him to change his mind. Three years later, I returned home as the representative of a mysterious consortium, suddenly becoming the largest shareholder in his company. At the victory banquet, he cornered me, wearing a confident smile. "Have you finished playing your games? You caused such a stir just to make me regret it, didn't you? Fine, you win. Now, come home with me." I stood confidently beside the true heir of the consortium, my smile radiant. "The first lesson you taught me was that unworthy things should be left behind."/1/114019/coverorgin.jpg?v=a0ca57c6c605a7c51e34445b96c8963f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lie Behind My Happy Marriage
A suggestive iMessage on the family iPad was the first crack in my perfect life. I thought my teenage son was in trouble, but anonymous Reddit users pointed out the chilling truth. The message wasn't for him. It was for my husband of twenty years, Anthony. The betrayal became a conspiracy when I overheard them talking. They were laughing about his affair with my son's "cool" school counselor. "She's just so... boring, Dad," my son said. "Why don't you just leave Mom and be with her?" My son didn't just know; he was rooting for my replacement. My perfect family was a lie, and I was the punchline. Then, a message from a lawyer on Reddit lit a fire in the wreckage of my heart. "Gather proof. Then burn his entire world to the ground." My fingers were steady as I typed back. "Tell me how."/0/67088/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250115110940&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chilled Hearts- Love Unthawed
Dr. Aavya, a sharp forensic doctor, finds her world shattered when her partner and close colleague, Detective Kim TaeJoon , is critically injured in a mysterious accident that leaves him in a coma. What follows is a ruthless game of revenge and unexpected connection. Kim SeoJoon, a powerful CEO and TaeJoon's brother, is consumed by grief and suspicion. Believing Aavya might be connected to his brother's near-fatal incident, he devises a calculated plan of retribution. Using his corporate influence and carefully manufactured scandal, SeoJoon forces her into a contract marriage, trapping her in a relationship built on manipulation and pain. "Chilled Hearts - Love Unthawed" is a gripping tale of revenge, unexpected romance, and the complex path to redemption-where love emerges from the coldest of circumstances and the truth has the power to heal the deepest wounds./0/42371/coverorgin.jpg?v=61032b459b194f5e0a59a0bba5285984&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hypocrite world by Author Abdulazeez
"The Hypocrite World" is a captivating and thought-provoking story that unravels the layers of a society steeped in hypocrisy. It delves into the depths of deception, exploring the consequences of living in a world where appearances are valued more than authenticity. Set in the fictional city of Veridion, the story follows the journey of Evelyn Grant, a fearless journalist who becomes disillusioned with the prevailing hypocrisy in society. As she delves deeper into her investigations, she uncovers a vast network of deceit, where individuals and institutions thrive on maintaining a facade of righteousness while engaging in corrupt practices behind closed doors. Evelyn's path intertwines with a group of like-minded individuals known as The Luminaries, each with their unique expertise and personal motivations. Together, they form a united front against the hypocrisy that plagues Veridion. As they navigate the treacherous landscape of power, manipulation, and hidden agendas, they uncover shocking truths that challenge the very fabric of their world. "The Hypocrite World" explores themes of power, morality, and the consequences of living in a society governed by appearances. It raises pertinent questions about the nature of authenticity and the role of individuals in challenging the status quo. Through the characters' personal journeys, readers are confronted with the complexities of integrity, the struggle between personal gain and ethical responsibility, and the inherent desire for a more just and genuine world. As the story unfolds, readers are immersed in a richly detailed world, where opulent façades mask dark secrets, and alliances are forged in the pursuit of truth. The narrative weaves together gripping suspense, intricate plot twists, and emotional depth to captivate and engage readers from beginning to end. "The Hypocrite World" serves as a poignant commentary on the hypocrisy that exists in our own societies, urging readers to question the narratives presented to them and to challenge the prevailing structures that perpetuate deceit and inequality. It is a story that sparks introspection, provokes conversations, and inspires individuals to embrace their own authenticity while working towards a more transparent and just world./0/81324/coverorgin.jpg?v=430116937b36a9803538a30f60ab3ad6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Teacher Reborn
My alarm buzzed at 6:00 AM on a Saturday, a day that, in my previous life, had marked my brutal end. I was Sarah Miller, an idealistic AP History teacher who poured her soul into ungrateful students, but that version of me was buried under crushing betrayal. The memory was a raw wound: my star student, Ethan Vance, and the school's perpetually problematic queen bee, Jessi King, conspired to murder me after I urged them to take responsibility for their SATs. They meticulously staged my death as a suicide, claiming I succumbed to guilt after Jessi "missed" her crucial exam due to my harsh insistence on timing. Jessi, the manipulative mastermind, then became a media darling, showered with sympathy and a full scholarship, while my parents, honest and respected figures on the School Board, were relentlessly cyberbullied by her lies. Within a year, they died heartbroken, their spotless reputations in tatters, a consequence I painfully witnessed from a horrifying space between lives. The profound injustice burned as I heard Jessi's cold, clear voice gloating, "She and her parents got what they deserved. Now I get what I deserve." But then, a jolt, and I was back: 6:01 AM, the same Saturday, the same familiar scent of coffee and sliver of sunlight. This time, Sarah Miller was not the naive martyr; she was a woman reborn, cold, calculating, and armed with every chilling detail of their treachery. With a prestigious PhD and a guaranteed job offer from an international school in Geneva safely secured, my priority was no longer their future, but my and my parents' escape from their toxic world. This time, I would watch them sow their own destruction, because the idealistic fool was gone, replaced by someone who would ensure Jessi King got exactly what she deserved./1/115271/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ccb825b0f307cca862f07d80d6c2253&imageMogr2/format/webp)
